There was no emotion on Zhang Han's face. He had been attacked and severely injured in the past few years. For some reason, his route was exposed in advance and he encountered a fierce ambush halfway.
At that time, his men sacrificed themselves to cover him out. To this day, he still remembers the hail of bullets and bloodshed that day. The smell of blood from the knife edge and the smell of death made him fearful and excited.
It was obvious that there was a traitor around him.
After he escaped from death, he vowed to find out this traitor. Later, he would not refuse the beauties who came to his door, and established his own huge harem.
He knew that the forces of internal and external collusion would definitely not miss this opportunity, and there must be something special among those beauties.
In the past few years, he has performed the image of a passionate prodigal son vividly, but in fact, he has never touched those beauties in private.
Those beauties, like Guerlain, had never had anything to do with him.
He hated those women who were all dressed up in gorgeous clothes. Their pungent smell of disinfectant and their deliberately coquettish voices made him want to vomit. These women reminded him of what he saw under his father when he was young.
Those mistresses, those vixens who forced his mother to death.
They are really dirty and mean.
Deep down in his heart, he has always liked women like his mother, who are clean, gentle, and beautiful. Ran Ran is just like his mother. She wears a white dress and is his favorite spotless look.
Including Lin Buran, when he first saw Lin Buran, he seemed to see the shadow of his mother in her.
Therefore, he more or less likes Lin Buran in his heart. Lin Buran is different from the women in the harem. He has a high regard for her.
However, he did take advantage of Lin Buran. The harem looked calm on the surface, but in fact it was turbulent inside and contained murderous intentions. He took Lin Buran back and gave her great favor. In fact, he pushed her to the forefront and made her a
Those women are a thorn in their flesh.
As long as he treats Lin Buran better, those who are interested will think that he has weaknesses and weaknesses, and then they will attack Lin Buran.
At that time, he just took this opportunity to uproot these people. This was really a wonderful opportunity and plan.
However, Lin Buran was destined to be cannon fodder. He pushed her to the edge of the knife, but she had no idea.
Zhang Han pursed his thin lips, and then spoke quietly, "Those who do big things don't stick to trivial matters, especially if they can't be trapped by the love of their children. You must know that if you can't let go of your children, you will definitely not be able to trap the wolf."
The housekeeper understood that his master was planning to give up on Lin Buran.
Perhaps, from beginning to end, Lin Buran was just a chess piece.
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Han turned around and walked out.
"Master, where are you going?"
"It's very late now. I'm going to see...Lin Buran." She must be very carefree and happy now. After all, she wanted to get rid of him so much that she didn't even care about her own face.
housekeeper,"......"
Who said just now that all this was just a show? Why did my master turn around to find the chess piece? This "snap" slap in the face was really loud.
But the housekeeper felt that he was too weak. He did not dare to say anything and could only watch Zhang Han's figure quickly disappear from his sight.
...
Lin Buran now lives in the Cold Palace. The environment here is a little rough, but it is enough for people to live in. The environment is quiet and far away from the scheming and noise. She feels that her soul has been purified.
I didn’t expect there to be such a good place in Zhang Han.
Lin Buyan sat cross-legged, then took out her drawing board, and started designing again.
Soon she was so immersed in it that she didn't even hear Zhang Han's footsteps from far to near.
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